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[lieu-murphy.livejournal.com]

A nap would be nice today.

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[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

*yawns* Uh-huh.

[lieu-murphy.livejournal.com]

Long day for you too, kid?

[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

*nods, trying to get mud out of his hair - is covered in the stuff* Long WEEK.

[lieu-murphy.livejournal.com]

*tilts her head, studying him* Lose a fight with a mud puddle?

[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

*looks embarrassed, trying to get his coat off* The ground looked solid.

[lieu-murphy.livejournal.com]

Ah, deceptive. I lost a fight with a sheet of ice, so you're not alone.

[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

Today?

[lieu-murphy.livejournal.com]

Yesterday.

[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

Did you drown?

sort of ooc but not at the same time

[whatstheddx.livejournal.com]

Tell me about it. My typist is on the brink of heat exhaustion.

Isn't that meta?

[lieu-murphy.livejournal.com]

My typist was up late writing a paper and is taking it out on me.

Probably. Can't brain; have the dumb.

[whatstheddx.livejournal.com]

Pesky things those typists are, aren't they?

It got to 115F here yesterday. God had cranked the thermostat up to 'sinners are toast'.

Curse that dumb. Always getting in the way.

[lieu-murphy.livejournal.com]

Pesky, but needed. Damn them.

It's 10F degrees here right now. God has stuck us in the back of the freezer and forgotten about us.

Especially my typist's!

[whatstheddx.livejournal.com]

I think God forgot about us around page 2 in the book of Genesis.

Typist says, "Let me crawl into the freezer of the forgotten with you". It's 104F here now. Ugh.

Re: Especially my typist's!

[lieu-murphy.livejournal.com]

Really? I thought it was sooner than that but I haven't read the Bible in... wow that's a long time.

Typist warns "If you're used to 104F, you'll never make it here."

Re: Especially my typist's!

[whatstheddx.livejournal.com]

Sooner as in 'there is no god'.

Typist has lived in subzero conditions before. She'll live. Typist says absolutely anything is better than being unable to breathe. It got so hot here, the train tracks buckled under the heat.

Re: Especially my typist's!

[lieu-murphy.livejournal.com]

Exactly.

Our typists should switch places. Mine hates the cold, but can live with hot.

[faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com]

Bad day?

[lieu-murphy.livejournal.com]

Just long.

[faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com]

Beer tends to make that better.

[lieu-murphy.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well, I've still got more work to do.

[faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com]

*She smiles, feeling a little generous, and places a bottle in front of the other woman.* I'll just leave this here then for a hard working officer then.

[lieu-murphy.livejournal.com]

*tilts her head slightly* Have we met before?

[faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com]

Not that I can remember, but I've been havin' a pretty good day and I'm tryin' to work on my karma. Pay it forward and all that bull. *She may also be slightly tipsy and overly friendly courtesy of Jack and Jose.*

[lieu-murphy.livejournal.com]

How'd you know I was a police officer?